[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

Chapter 98 1.10

Fear spread in Harry's heart, and intertwined clues emerged scatteredly in his mind: Professor Dumbledore and the Dark Lord paid attention to his scars, and the memory fragment that appeared in the middle of the night, the Dark Lord said to him "This is the connection, it is The connection between you and me", he touched the scar tenderly countless times, he attached great importance to Harry's safety, and he said to him "I will not allow you to be hurt"...

Grindelwald put down his teacup, and revealed the mystery that had almost poked under Harry's nose: "And you, Harry Potter, you are his Horcrux."

Those ambiguous words that made Harry blush and heart beat, those intimate touches to the scars, those past extreme passions, suddenly faded from warm tones, pale and cold, freezing to the bone.The blood on Harry's face faded completely, and he said with a pale face, "I don't believe it."

The voice was so soft that anyone could hear the lack of confidence in the words.

"Why lie to yourself?" Grindelwald laughed, covering Harry's face maliciously. "Maybe he really has a little affection for you." He raised his hand, and compared his thumb and index finger by a small distance. "But that's also because of Aiwujiwu, because you are his Horcrux, so he should pay attention to your feelings, lest..."

He put down his hands, his blue eyes showed a pitiful smile: "...you go to seek death and destroy his important treasure."

Nonsense!

How can you think that those intimacy, those passions, those loves are fake? !

Every time they look at each other, what flows between the crimson eyes and the blue eyes is a fiery smile; every time they kiss, the entanglement of lips and teeth is almost suffocating; every time they Contact, the heat lingers between the skin, the place where the fingers and palms touch burns like a flame, and it is so sticky that they almost never want to separate.

"I don't believe it," Harry repeated, a little more confidently this time.

"Believe it or not," Grindelwald leaned back on the sofa and looked at him playfully, "You are so smart, you must be able to tell what is the truth." He emphasized the pronunciation of the truth, Harry's face The little bit of blood that had just recovered faded away in an instant.

"I have more unfortunate news for you, Harry Potter." Grindelwald seemed to think that the matter was not big enough, and the malice in his words had almost turned into substance, "He traded Albus's safety for me. The secret of the Deathly Hallows."

"Do you know the Deathly Hallows?"

Harry nodded with difficulty, and replied in a low voice: "I know. The story of Beedle the Poet mentioned "The Legend of the Three Brothers". The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak, it is said that the person who possesses these three things at the same time will be Become the master of Death."

"He's after the Deathly Hallows, do you know what that means?"

After a pause, Grindelwald revealed the mystery himself: "It means that he is looking for another way of immortality, another way besides Horcruxes. And he is so close to success, I have now got It's different." As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Harry: "Do you know where the Deathly Hallows are?"

"I know...one of them, the Invisibility Cloak," Harry hesitated for a while, and said, "The Potter family is the descendant of Ignotus Peverell, the eldest of the three brothers, so I have The Invisibility Cloak. Back then... he told me that Professor Dumbledore took the Invisibility Cloak before my parents died. Then Professor Dumbledore gave it back to me."

The Dark Lord's words seemed to ring in Harry's mind again. At that time, Harry still regarded the Dark Lord as his life and death enemy and wanted to escape, so the Dark Lord told him that the death of his parents was a trap set by Professor Dumbledore.At that time he mentioned the Deathly Hallows: "The Deathly Hallows, which contains three treasures: the Rod of Fate, the most powerful wand in legend; the Resurrection Stone, which can resurrect the dead; and the Cloak of Invisibility, which when possessed can escape Death, when it's lost it's targeted by the Grim Reaper. That's a really long story about the Hallows, and I don't think you're interested."

Harry wasn't uninterested, especially about the phrase "can resurrect the dead". After that, he searched a lot of information about the Deathly Hallows, trying to find traces of the Resurrection Stone, but unfortunately found nothing.

Harry's words were a bit unexpected to Grindelwald, his face turned pale, and he raised his voice involuntarily: "The Invisibility Cloak is in your hands?!"

"Damn it!" Grindelwald cursed viciously, "The last piece of the puzzle, Whatthefu*k, the last piece of the puzzle!"

"What's the matter?" Sirius asked, who was still confused.

Grindelwald looked at the two people in front of him with indescribable eyes: "The old wand was in my hand before, and I was defeated by Albus in the duel, so the old wand was in his hand; That guy, hey, now he's got the Elder Wand."

"And the resurrection stone..." Grindelwald sneered, "Albus fell into the trap of the resurrection stone! I've seen the curse on the ring, it's so clever, Albus couldn't resist the temptation of the resurrection stone, so he It's what it is now, comatose and not even knowing when it will wake up."

"...I left the Invisibility Cloak at the Death Eater Manor," Harry answered palely, "he knows where I put the Invisibility Cloak."

"... Chick, it's none of my business anyway," Grindelwald calmed down, "It's just that this news is even more unfortunate for you, poor Mr. Harry Potter."

Harry stared at him, slightly dazed in his blue eyes.

Grindelwald leaned back on the sofa with a smile: "He won't need you soon. With the three Deathly Hallows in hand, he got the information on conquering the Deathly Hallows from me. He will eventually become the master of Death .”

"The master of death is invincible and never dies," Grindelwald's voice was like a devil's whisper, which made people feel chills. Harry looked at him helplessly, and couldn't help feeling so cold, "He has Another way to eternal life."

Grindelwald's malice has become concentrated and hit his face.He repeated to Harry with a smile: "He won't need you anytime soon."

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"Harry, are you okay?" Walking on the streets of France, Sirius looked at him worriedly.

"...Huh?" Harry's head seemed to be rusty, and it took a while to realize what Sirius said.He forced a smile, "It's okay."

His brain finally started to work slowly, and Harry said in a trance: "I want... I want to go back to England, and I want to tell them that Professor Dumbledore is still alive."

Sirius immediately said: "I will accompany you back."

"No, no, you have to complete the task he assigned you first," Harry said in a daze. "Your task has been delayed for a while, and you can't delay it. Don't arouse suspicion."

"But you are like this, I don't worry." Sirius looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine," Harry tried to smile peacefully, "I... I want to be alone for a while."

Boarding the Muggle plane and staring blankly at the white clouds passing by outside the window, Harry's heart was in a mess.He was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just as the plane landed, a silver doe appeared in front of him.The doe spoke to him, and Professor Snape's voice came: "Come to Spider's End."

The Patronus dissipated in front of him, turning into silvery smoke.Harry stood in front of the smoke for a while before Apparating.

The hut in Spider's End was still the same as before, with a slightly worn-out sofa in the living room, and the dim light shining down on Professor Snape's gloomy face.

"Your situation is not right?" Professor Snape looked suspiciously at Harry's pale face, "didn't sleep well?"

"Didn't sleep well." Harry said, not wanting to talk about his feelings, and put aside the previous conversation as if in self-hypnosis, "What's the matter?"

"You asked me to collect information about Dumbledore before, and I have a little clue."

"Ah," said Harry, "just in time to tell you that I just found Professor Dumbledore."

Snape's spirits perked up, and he asked, "Where is he? How is he?"

"You also care about Professor Dumbledore..."

"He sheltered me after the war and kept me at Hogwarts," said Professor Snape, respectfully, "he was a... very good guide, he was a great man. "

Harry pursed his lips: "Unconscious, cursed, and receiving treatment."

Snape frowned deeply, and unconsciously rubbed his wand in his hand: "I... I have a lot of research on black magic, and I can help with the treatment."

"No, don't put yourself in such a dangerous situation, he was already suspicious of you," Harry shook his head, forced a smile, "He was treated by one of the most outstanding black magic masters in the world, the former Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald, well, he is very attentive, and the quality of treatment is guaranteed."

"If I remember correctly," Snape looked at him suspiciously, "are they... not enemies?"

"That's another story." Not interested in talking about this point, Harry looked at Professor Snape, and what lingered in his mind was the doubts about Professor Snape's various behaviors at that time, which prompted him to speak involuntarily: "professor……"

"kindness?"

"You know..." Harry hesitated for a while, but still made up his mind to ask, "Do you know about Horcruxes?"

The movements in Snape's hands stopped, and he looked at Harry with restrained shock in his eyes: "...you know?"

"Ah," Harry pursed his lips unconsciously, "it seems...you know."

They sat together in relative silence for a while, and Harry spoke in a hoarse voice, "How much do you know?"

"...Dumbledore has been looking for the secret of the Dark Lord's immortality," Snape said, his voice becoming hoarse. "I peeked at his collection of books and learned about Horcruxes."

"I have treated your scar under his guidance." His eyes flicked to the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead, and moved away again, "so I understood it all at once, no wonder the Dark Lord treats you so badly." This way... this way..."

He couldn't seem to find the right words, and Harry answered, "Cherish, protect."

"He takes your safety very seriously." Snape gave Harry a deep look. "Anyway, after I know this, at least I can rest assured that he won't hurt you."

Harry smiled wryly, but without an answer, he asked instead: "So, Professor Dumbledore is trying to separate the soul piece, he...he is trying to stabilize the soul piece, right?"

"Correct."

They sat in silence for a while, and the lights in Spider's End Alley cast a faint light and shadow.Harry opened his mouth with difficulty: "Thank you for your answer, Professor."

Harry stood up slowly, staggering for a moment before he felt motivated to keep going.

"There is one more piece of news that I might want to tell you," Snape hesitated, and added, "I suspect that the Dark Lord is making preparations for a war."

"What I've been working on recently is the integration of cultivation and breeding of potion materials," Snape said. "I have stockpiled a lot of potion materials, but the order I got is always to continue to stockpile."

"I suspect he's about to start a war. And..."

"And it's a very big war. Maybe it's not the resistance organizations that can't be called powerful anymore, but..."

All the doubts and clues that were seen in the Death Eater's Manor gathered together, including the layout of the Muggle world, material reserves, personnel training, and popular science in the Muggle world.Snape looked at Harry and uttered the last words:

"Muggle world."